Addicted to pretending to be good, paranoid Mr. Bo can't stop

"Bo Chenchuan, are you still in the mood to eat now?"

The surrounding voices were terribly quiet, which made the old man Bo's anger even more chilling down the spine.

With trembling hands, he immediately put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands, and his eyes began to tremble unconsciously.

"I just finished all the courses in trade finance and exporting."

His words are extremely low at the moment, he is only a little over six years old, and he has faced more things than those adults have to experience.

In the scene at this moment, he stood in the crowd and looked extraordinarily vulnerable.

Mr. Bo looked at him with disgust and impatience in his eyes, "It takes 10 minutes for a meal?"

"If it was us before, we didn't have time to eat when we were doing business. If we want to survive in our Bo family, we must follow our rules."

"Understand?"

Bo Chenchuan clenched his teeth and did not answer his question.

Looking cautiously at the soup on the table, "This is stewed by my mother herself."

"I just want to drink this bowl."

His cautious voice made the servant feel a little distressed.

His eyeballs stopped on the ground and looked at the scar on his arm in fear.

Mr. Bo sneered, "You are quite good at learning, but you have forgotten what your identity is."

His eyes were narrowed, and the fine lines at the corners of his eyes showed his age.

He rested his palm on the table, and tapped his index finger lightly on the table, the sound was not loud but enough to scare the courage of the people in front of him.

His eyes were fixed on Bao Chenchuan, as if he was waiting for his answer.

And the child in front of him lowered his eyes, looking as if he was caught in a deep entanglement.

"Bo Chenchuan, don't try to escape again."

As he spoke, he pointed the gun in his hand at the person in front of him. The haze and bloodlust in his eyes made him look extraordinarily ferocious.

"If you dare to escape, I will definitely kill you."

"I... I will be obedient."

His hands were trembling unbelievably. He was obviously trembling with fear, but he still stubbornly stood up straight.

Old Man Bo snorted coldly, and the hand holding the gun suddenly pulled the trigger, with a bang.

A bloody hole was punched in Bo Chenchuan's leg, and the bright red blood flowed down the leg of his trousers to the ground.

He gritted his teeth and persisted, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, but the person in front of him didn't seem to intend to let him go.

"I said I would kill you!"

His eyes were fierce, as if he wanted to kill the person in front of him, and his lips were tightly pressed, as if he was in the final struggle.

"I know." Bo Chenchuan raised his head to meet his gaze, although there was timidity and fear in his eyes, he still insisted, "Dad, I will be obedient."

As he spoke, he picked up the chopsticks to pick up the dishes and started to eat, but no one noticed that his hand holding the chopsticks was a little stiff.

And his eyes kept looking in the direction of the window, expecting someone to save him.

"So nice."

He patted his head appreciatively.

As for the child in front of him, after he put down the gun, strong disgust flashed across his eyes.

his father...

How can such a person be his father.

Such a person does not deserve to live in this world at all.

He lowered his eyes, hiding the surging hatred in his eyes.

Everything in this world is dirty.

So, no need to exist now!

His heart disease began to appear from now on, and his heart ached uncontrollably when he saw Mr. Bo.

Looking at the person in front of him, old man Bo finally raised the corners of his lips in satisfaction.

He looked at the person in front of him, his eyes were full of tenderness, even pampering.

"Study hard, this family will be handed over to you in the future." He stood up while speaking, while Bo Chenchuan still sat motionless in his seat, not even turning his head.

"pain……"

He didn't know how long he had been in a coma, and when he woke up again, he had already arrived at the Bo family's manor.

This is a hilltop located on the outskirts of the city, with beautiful scenery and surrounded by green trees.

There were two rows of servants standing beside him, and Mr. Bo and Mrs. Bo were standing in front of his bed.

"Dad, grandma, you are all here."

"I haven't finished my lessons this afternoon." He said indifferently, looking at Mr. Bo with alienation and indifference.

He didn't understand why these two people insisted on imprisoning him, he was only a few years old.

"I still have a lot of homework to do tonight."

His words trembled, and his tone was as flat as a robot.

"I just attacked you, why didn't you avoid it?" Old Man Bo suddenly grabbed the ashtray next to him and threw it towards him.

Lying on the bed, he couldn't move his lower body, but he still easily dodged the heavy ashtray.

"As expected of my child, he is so smart."

He looked at his surroundings wildly, thinking only of his mother.

"Where's... my mother?" He asked tentatively, during the few days since he came to Bo's house.

There are not many people he can meet, except for his daily teacher, only his adoptive mother.

Old Man Bo glanced at him, but did not answer, but ordered the servants around him to help him out of bed and sit on a chair.

"You were wrong this time."

He looked at Bo Chenchuan without any warmth in his eyes, his expression was more like teaching a child who made a mistake.

"I'm not wrong." Bo Chenchuan retorted stubbornly, "I just want to talk to my mother."

"Don't you know what your mother did?" Mr. Bo deliberately intrigued the person in front of him, "You were adopted by me."

"It has nothing to do with her."

His eyes stood firmly in front of Bo Chenchuan, "If it wasn't for me, you would have died."

Mr. Bo's voice made him frightened, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I had a child with her, who died."

"Now our only child is you."

He rolled his eyes and couldn't help looking towards the courtyard of the villa. The laughter of two children outside came from a distance.

"The two children outside are not registered with the Bo family."

"From now on, you will be the only one in the Bo family."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and patted Bo Chenchuan's shoulder, and said earnestly, "Chenchuan, your burden is heavy."

"Now is not the time to rest."

He raised his head abruptly, his eyes moistened instantly, "I want to see the dean."

He stood up excitedly, but because of the pain in the wound on his body, he almost fell down.

Bo Chenchuan was scared.

I'm afraid if he is the child of the Bo family, what will be his future fate.

He wondered if what he heard in the car that day was true.

"Chen Chuan, if you want, I can keep you by my side for the rest of my life." There was a loving smile on his face, as if the cruel and bloody incident just now had never happened.

After hearing these words, Bo Chenchuan's eyes gradually dimmed, and there was even a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Dad, you don't have to lie to me."

He shook his head with a sad voice.

"Is the dean dead already?"